Liu Dingzhong looked at the mountain in front of him, his expression was normal, but no one knew what he was thinking.

Just now he was watching the little monk who looked like a baby boy beat up one of the Five Orders of the Great Hong Dynasty until he was reduced to a pig's head, unable to speak clearly.

But suddenly I received a report from Chongguang Base. Although I had expected it, I was still shocked.

Next to him was the extremely irritable little old man who was holding a big flag just now. The big flag was no longer stored somewhere.

He was looking at the side of the mountain from a distance, like twenty-four large golden characters engraved on the mountain wall, walking around with his hands behind his back, marveling:

"Heaven descended from the mountain and sealed it with gold characters. If it weren't for the lack of a monkey at the bottom, I really doubt that little... well, that Buddha has the Tathagata's Five-Finger Mountain magical power."

Liu Dingzhong was suddenly startled when he heard this: "Teacher Zheng, what did you say?"

"ah?"

His reaction made the little old man even more stunned: "What did you say?"

Liu Dingzhong nodded to himself and smiled: "Yes, Teacher Zheng, you are right. He has supernatural powers, but he is not a Buddha after all. As long as he is still a human, he has weaknesses. What's more, he is not a Buddha, but he has the compassion of a Buddha.

"

"What?"

The little old man looked puzzled.

Did I say that? How did I not know?

Ruan Nanzhu on the side also looked away from the golden characters on the mountain, and slightly raised a pair of willow eyebrows.

She had heard about Governor Liu before, so she made some guesses when she heard this sentence.

Although he is devoted to the country and is loyal and iron-blooded, his behavior style is somewhat extreme, black and white, and he has a strong desire to control.

If it is still the case with other people, or with that unfathomable monk, then it may not be a good thing.

What's more, the monk not only solved a crisis for them this time, he also captured the high-ranking official who came from the flood alive and gave it to them.

Just this one person can give them a huge advantage and initiative in negotiating with Dahong.

Looking back, you just want to plot against others, which is too stupid.

"The trial in the academy is not over yet. I can't leave for too long. Now that the matter is settled, it's time for me to leave."

Although Ruan Nanzhu could understand his starting point, he couldn't accept it and didn't like it very much.

So I said something lightly, turned around and left, out of sight.

"Well……"

The little old man looked at Ruan Nanzhu who turned away and seemed to understand a little.

He scratched his head and laughed twice: "What about that, Governor Liu? I'm leaving, Old Zheng, too. Those guys are worried. I'd better go back and watch before I feel relieved. If anything happens, you can call me, ah!"

Without waiting for Liu Dingzhong to speak, he turned around and ran quickly to catch up with Ruan Nanzhu.

Liu Ding looked at the two people leaving and smiled indifferently.

Looking back at the mountain, his deep expression returned.

…

Xumi space.

Chen Yizheng looked around a yellow clay coffin.

This incident was a big trouble to others, but to him it was just a minor incident.

But this yellow clay coffin surprised him a little.

[Yellow Clay Coffin: A thing from outside the world...]

He thought he could figure out what this thing was through the gray screen, but he didn't expect that the explanation on the gray screen was extremely concise...

This was the first time Chen Yi saw such simple item attributes on a gray screen.

Extraterrestrial things?

Not a product of the Earth planet?

Not even from this world...?

Chen Yi remembered that in the information Huang Sha gave him about Luo Xing Dun, there was a legend mentioned, the legend of Luo Xing Dun.

Luo Xing Dun has stood in the middle of the river for thousands of years, but it is submerged under the river water all year round and only emerges from the water once a year.

Because of this, Luoxingdun has attracted many literati and poets for hundreds of thousands of years.

Before the chaos, it was also a famous tourist attraction.

There is a folk legend that says that there was no Luo Xing Dun on the river originally. This place fell from the sky and was left by the immortals in the world.

He didn't care at first.

After all, which attraction shouldn’t have ten or eight legends on it?

These legends are either related to historical celebrities, emperors and generals, or they are related to gods and ghosts.

In short, the bigger the climber, the more exaggerated the boast, the more attractive it will be.

But now it seems that this legend may have some truth to it...

The grandfather in Li Uk Village whom he had saved before seemed to want to be reborn in some way.

And according to what he sensed at that time, there was really a strange life brewing and birthing in the dead old man's body.

Although strange, it is really the breath of life.

This was also incredible to him.

Resurrection from the dead in the true sense is something that not even gods can achieve.

Most likely, it has something to do with this yellow mud coffin...

"Forget it, I can't run away anyway, I'll study it slowly later."

Chen Yi muttered to himself and put the yellow mud coffin aside.

He now has a lot of treasures, just a coffin, which really doesn't arouse much interest.

Now, for him, in addition to recuperating from injuries, the most important thing is to develop his own "cross-border career"...

He has created an imaginary world for this great cause...well, a game world...

But the game is created, where do the players come from?

Moreover, the game is not perfect yet and needs to be gradually improved and supplemented.

Chen Yi looked at the deserted Xumi space, stroked his smooth forehead, and made a plan.

Originally, it would be most suitable to attract people from this world, but people in this world have too many thoughts, and this place is still too empty, so it may not be able to fool people...

Let’s start with the simple different world first…

It just so happened that Chen Yi had an idea and had always wanted to try it out.

While thinking, I stretched out my hand, and there was a golden lotus on the palm of my hand.

The whole body is like gold, but it has the crystal clear feeling of glass.

It seems to have the heaviness of gold and the lightness of real flowers, which is very magical.

Chen Yi looked at Jin Lian and smiled with satisfaction.

The two partners, the nymphomaniac girl and Fatty Lan, were quite reliable, and the task was completed beyond his expectations.

Turning his hand, he put away the golden lotus, stepped forward, reached the top of the Tianzhu, and stepped onto the crescent boat on the shore of the Heart Lake...

…

The land of Jingzhou has been the capital of six dynasties since the rise of Chu in the Spring and Autumn Period. It is rich in natural treasures, outstanding people, and extremely prosperous.

The streets are full of peddlers and peddlers, and there are pavilions and restaurants everywhere, and literati and poets linger there.

In the city of Jingzhou, there is a high-rise courtyard with a vermilion gate studded with bronze nails as big as a bowl.

There are two large lanterns hanging outside the door, one with "Jingzhou Magistrate Main Hall" written on it and the other with "Lingfu" written on it.

There is a tall building in the deep courtyard of this house, surrounded by green trees and flowers.

On the trees, under the trees, in the courtyards, on the roadsides, and in the pavilions, there are all kinds of flowers and fragrances.

On a high-rise building, there was a woman standing leaning on the building. Looking from a distance, her face was as beautiful as a chrysanthemum, filled with deep thoughts and gloom.

The woman turned around and glanced at the open door behind her. There was a memorial tablet inside with the word "Xirin" in front of her head.

It turns out that this is the memorial tablet of her deceased mother.

After bending down in front of the spiritual statue, the woman finished her worship and was about to leave, when she met a middle-aged man in his forties, gorgeously dressed and with a strong look on his face.

The woman's expression darkened slightly, and she bowed to the visitor: "Dad, are you looking for something to do with your daughter?"

The middle-aged man came with his hands behind his back: "Today is your mother's memorial day, have you forgotten?"

"Daughter, I have not forgotten that I paid homage to my mother just now." The woman always lowered her head in front of the middle-aged man.
To be continued...